Willow trees have been a core memory in my life back in China when I was young, with the branches flowing down and across my hand through the wind. The piece is a representation of a growing willow tree in my mind after these years in a country different from my origin. The branches and leaves are found in the streets of Los Angeles, and they are connected and bound by the twine. The desperation of growth through the opening and reaching of the branches’ wings is restricted and prohibited by the tying twine that also supports and holds together the entire tree. The torning and opposition tension within the tree reflects my constant struggle for identity as to my belongingness within the society, to grow under restrictions.